#60inSixty2013

 

The lovely Darci at Strongly Feminine put together this challenge. You had to do 60 miles in 60 days. The top three milers won a free tank from ruffles with love.

 

Now a)- I love Darci and I'm really geeking out that I get to meet her in November. b)-I love reading her blog and watching her vlogs. c)- I was/am training for a full marathon anyways so why not add in a little competition.

 

And I love Ruffles with Love. Vanessa is the best! Seriously I love her tanks.

 

I could have run more but I'm still happy with my overall ranking. #6 not to shabby.

I'm so proud of all these ladies.

 

 

With that I didn't run last night. I usually run Mon/Wed/Sat, Strength on Tues/Thurs, but with my knee and hip being "eff'ed" up per my chrio I decided on another rest day. The reason is I don't want to go out and do more damage. I tried that route where I pushed my body to the breaking point and really it just made me frustrated and pissed off. So I'm resting and planning on a 13 miler on Saturday.

I would not normally advise that but with all the miles I've been putting in I think it's do-able.

With that my friends enjoy your Friday eve!

Welcome Back!

It's Wednesday!!! I'm just coming back from a weekend full of fun or maybe not so much fun when I tell you what I did.

My hubs took Big T up to the races. I am not a fan of watching trucks go around in a circle and not getting a shower. I guess it's a boy thing. I stayed home with Miss B, and Lil C. My grand plan was to get Miss B's room all painted and ready for her to move her stuff in. Clearly the universe had other plans for me.
My dad took the two mini's overnight so I could get up early and get my 17 mile run in.
After a trip to the Home Depot to get some paint I dropped off the kiddos and was on my way home and got a text from my hubs that said "relax tonight, you always have tomorrow to paint".
Truth I do. I never ever have the whole house to myself. So I did just that. I parked my rear on the couch and started watching Mad Men.

 



 

I have not watched the series and since getting Netflix I went in and instant que'd a bunch of shows that I've been wanting to watch. It was so nice being able to sit and not having to get up 6 million times for "mom I need a drink, mom I need this, honey can you grab this"

 

Saturday I got up, but wasn't very motivated to run. I can tell you that this training is really taking the fun out of running for me, but being a good girl and knowing that training is important I met up with my runner friends and got to running. I can tell you that nobody out of our three-some wanted to run. I suggested just going out for breakfast and they just laughed at me. Let this be a lesson they should have listened and take my awesome advice instead.

 

Half-way into the run my right knee really started bothering me. Like painful, I think I puke pain. I would stop stretch it out and keep going. Mile 15 I get a text from my runner peeps saying their walking because H's leg is tore up, and B can barely move. I thought just maybe I could catch up to them but alas I couldn't. I even told them to come get me when they get home because my knee was hurting so bad. And then, something happened a little surge of guilt washed over me, I'm not a quiter and I texted them back and said forget it. I'm going to show this run whose the boss. I did it. I finished. I didn't quit, but it sucked horribly.

 

Nice man hands.

 

It didn't matter that I sucked. I still did it and I can only get better from there.

I was suppose to do some painting on B's room, but I was told I needed to come to the cottage and hang out. So I did. It was nice but honestly I just wanted to go home and sleep. B ended up having a sleep-over with her friend and me and Lil C went home. He went to bed and I watched some more Mad Men.

B is in the bucket

 

Sunday I was awoken by a mini person trying to poke my eyes out. Oh how I love when my older kids are home. I sometimes get to sleep past 7:00am. I got up made some breakfast and was determined to get some work done on the bedroom, but my little guy had other plans. He didn't take a nap, and was into everything as most 2 yr old are. So I chalked it up and just played and napped with him all day.



Those long lashes...

 

 

B came home and we all cuddled and they went to bed. I was finally able to start working on the room. I made an ok dent in it when all of sudden BAM!!! I was fast first on the ground. I stepped on the chair to get the ceiling and lost my balance. Instant bruise and swelling in my calf. Can you say my name isn't Grace. So I chalked it up to enough work and rested, and iced the injury.

 

Monday we all woke up early, ate breakfast and started painting again. I also had to get stuff ready for the first day of school. I worked all day and was pooped out by the time bed time rolled around.

 

Tuesday the kiddos got up and were so excited for their first day of school.

 

Big T, Miss B, Miss R, Lil C

 

 

Look at those smiles. My heart melts. I had the day off so I thought I would get more painting done, but my hubs took the day off so we did what is the funiest thing ever.....shop for a dresser for B. I hate, loathe furniture shopping. First off, most of the stuff out there is crap and they want way to much money for it, and secondly the sales people think they know what quality is when instead it's crap. We found a dresser that should last her till she has kids of her own. So no painting yesterday. I promise you when it's all done, which may be in a year I'll show you the before and afters.

 

The rest of the week looks like this:

 

Wednesday -Run

Thursday - Strength

Friday - Rest

Saturday - 13 miles

Sunday - rest.

 

I'm hoping if I post it, I'll stick to it. I'm also hoping after this marathon BS is done I'll get back on the losing weight train. Truth be told I've been stuck at a plateau all summer. I just can't get past it. I keep saying it's because my body is like WTF with the longer distances. We shall see.

 

Have a great day!! Redoing any rooms? Running any marathons?



 

5 on Friday!

Hey Peeps...I'm linking up with Darci from The Good Life...

&Grab button for FIVE ON FRIDAY AT THE GOOD LIFE BLOG

1. I have nothing planned for this weekend. This is huge since usually my weekends go like this: Run here, go there, come home change, make this, go there, come home, get this, go there.
Are you tired? Because I am. I'm excited to finally get some stuff done.....like painting B's room. She finally has a room all to herself and her room choice is Paris. She's growing up to fast and I'm all for changing it up for her.

2. Mommy's night alone. My hubs has taken Big T to the races for the weekend, and my dad is taking B and Lil C for the night so I can get in a long run tomorrow morning, which means I have tonight alone. This never ever happens and I'm so excited I may run around the house naked. Just kidding about the naked part....maybe..

3. Chicago Fire...OMG how have I not ever seen this show. Half naked fire fighters I'm there. I was checking out Hulu.com for a show to watch while I editing one of the many shoots from Sunday and stumbled onto this show. Yum Yummmy...

What was I saying again......

 

 

4. What was I saying again....squirrel...ok back at it. I'm off till Wednesday!! Woohooo. Kids start school on Tuesday and per usual I took off to make their day special. Sprinkle Pancakes anyone...

 

 

 

 

5. The temps are going down...It looks like next week is going to be spectacular for running. Mid to high 70's....while this is cold for normal day to day for me anyways...this is perfect running weather. I'm so excited!!

 

 

That's all I have for you! Have a great holiday weekend.

What's on your agenda for the weekend? Chicago Fire..yah or nay?

 





Badass!!!

I know you're just dieing to know how my week/weekend was. No....crickets...well that's ok let me just ramble away anyway!
Last week it was hella hot here in good old WI. For those of you who do not know this we Wisconsinites can handle the cold. We can get out and drive in 5 ft of snow, black ice, sleeting, 30 below zero anything, but heat well that takes the wind out of our sails. In the past couple of years we have seen record highs. Like 100 degrees. Last summer was darn hot most of us didn't get a tan because we stayed inside all summer in the comfort of our a/c rather than brave the heat.

I luckily am naturally tan so I didn't look like an albino with blindly white skin. And before any haters start to get all up in my business I'm speaking the truth if you don't believe me come and visit our fair state. I have nothing against lighter skinned people I just know that we can rock a farmer tan like no other. Anyways I'm getting off topic. (big surprise I know I'm a rambler). It was hot and my runner girl and I thought we'd go for a short run since we skipped our normal Monday run.
Well Wednesday it was

Notice the feels like temp (92) ummm yeah we have hella humidity. It's not just a dry heat it's sweaty stick to your chair, stick to everything kind of heat. Damn I was super sparkley...

 

 

So we busted out a little 5 mile. My app says more but I didn't stop it so really it was only 5 miles. Seriously I'm glad I busted it out but I was also so glad when it was done.

 

The rest of the week was non-eventful. Did some strength and finished up a photo shoot I did Tuesday. I knew my weekend was going to be super busy since I had two parties to attend, 3 photo shoots to do oh and let's throw a long run in there to.

 

So Saturday morning I got up and met up with my runner girl Hide-a-key and we were set to bust out a 20 miler. Now the longest I've ever done was 17 and that was three weeks prior.

But my race is only a month away and I knew it needed to be done.

 

Sorry for my less than stellar pic, super tired and sweaty and ready to pass out.

 

 

Bam!! Baby and the badass award goes to me. I'm not the fastest as I tell people all the time but darn it I will finish this dang thing. One and done right.

Have a great week y'all.







Confused again....well I get that alot

So I know I changed my blog name before but truthfully I wasn't happy with it. I gave it a chance but I feel like this one is more me.
I'm an akward person. I don't like the limelight and I prefer to be in the shadows, but I've "met" so many amazing people and when I've shared my story they are inspired.
I don't think of myself as an inspiration, just a girl that was sick of being bigger and wanted to get back into shape. I share my story because if you've ever been that overweight girl/boy and feel like you can't do it or someone has told you that can't well I'm proof that it can be done.
I'm not perfect and I haven't reached my goal but saying good-bye to 60lbs is proof that I'm well on my way.
This isn't a total fitness blog as I don't want to label myself because really I have ADD and I'm always all over the place. So one day you may see a run post and the next time I post you may find out I redid a room. Truth be told my life is chaotic and I try to balance everything the best I can.

So follow my journey...share my stories...let me be your cheerleader...and let me prove to you that no matter your fitness level, your time, your excuses...anything you put your mind to can be done!!!

Happy Friday!!!

Yes, I'm a huge goof ball...

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You Can't Do That!!!

I've been told all my life of all the things I can't do. I've been told I'm not smart enough, that I'm not in good enough shape to be on the team, that I'm to stupid and ugly to do anything with my life, that I won't amount to anything.

You would think hearing these things on the daily from a loved one, a teacher, "friends", complete strangers would get me down. I'm not going to lie it did and sometimes does. I would go into myself and hide. I would believe these comments and truly believe I wasn't capable of doing anything. I would amount to nothing and I would become all the horrible things that these people had said. My saving grace was doing something for me. I tried out for cheerleading in 11th grade even though others said I was to fat and I wouldn't get on the squad. THEY WERE WRONG!!

That one defining moment showed me that I was capable of anything.
I have always followed the beat of my own drum. I have done things in my own pace and haven't gone along with the crowd unless I wanted to.  I didn't listen to the nay sayers because they have been wrong and you know what if it didn't work out, then I would find a different way.  This topic has come up because people have tried to tear me down when I told them I signed up for a FULL marathon. This is some of the feedback I got....Really, do you think you can do that? Aren't you a little out of shape for that? That's really far, maybe you should just stick with your halfs and get better and then do the full. I won't lie it totally tore down my accomplishments. It made me doubt myself. It made me feel sad but then I was like:

 

 

Why was I letting them steal my thunder. Nobody I mean nobody knows what I am capable of besides me. If I think I can do it, then damn it I'm going to do it. Truth is yes I have doubts, and I get scared but then I go and do this:

 

(tank top: thread eleven)

 

 

17.2 miles...whoot whoot...who the hell does that..this crazy girl does and you know what I wasn't sore after and I didn't feel defeated. I felt bad-ass! Yes, bad-ass, because not only am I proof that what you put your mind to you can accomplish I proved it to myself. I am stronger than those ney-sayers, I am stronger than yesterday, I am stronger than my insecurities,  I can do anything.

 

I may not be the fastest, I may not be the fittest, I may not even run the whole damn thing because yes I do need to walk occasionally but it's what works for me.

 

Never let anyone tell you that you can't do something. Tell them to suck it and prove them wrong.